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 Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 4:38 pm
[Cleaning]
She stared at the infirmary room. Blood was drying on the sheets, and the room was destroyed due to a recent hunters accident. She placed the gloves on, looking around and started with cleaning the room.
She scrubbed. She scrubbed hard.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 4:44 pm
[Infirmary Room 2A]
She was just here to clean, she had been told to clean. Oh god, there was so much. The man was foaming at the mouth, they were holding him down.
The told her to leave.
She couldn't.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 4:48 pm
[Infirmary room 4b]
It was a quiet day. She was told to check in on a patient, give them whatever they need.
"H...Hello. My name is Noemi." She greeted a death huntress, who was playing with the bed. "Do you need anything?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 5:07 pm
[Cleaning]
She wrung the towel out, the red water dripping into the cleaning water, polluting it slowly with color. It was pink almost. It was red not in the water.
She didn't like blood, but she was no stranger to it. She would clean up after animals, clean up the birthing blood and their wounds when she was on the farm. They had the same color as humans after all. The could lose the same amount, and could lose life just as easily.
So she didn't mind cleaning it up, as she pulled the sheets off the bed, piling them in the appropriate containers.
She didn't mind cleaning up.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 6:16 pm
[Infirmary Room 2A]
"Bring the straps over, he's convulsing. Turn him on his side." The doctor placed a stick in the hunters mouth. "If you're gonna be here kid, get me some clothes, we gotta keep his face clean, hold his head still."
She did so, she kept his head still, even as they restrained the rest of his body.
She looked down at him. "Hey...Hey it's ok...okay." Just a gentle brush over his hair. "You'll be okay." She didn't know if he was, but it was just easier to say that.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 6:21 pm
[Cleaning]
The floors were done, that was a relief. It seemed so white now, after she scrubbed it. Her hands were raw, shaking from the sheer effort of getting the red out of the grout. Out of the tiles.
She stood slowly, setting all the items in the place they needed to be.
This wasn't bad. She didn't mind cleaning.
She didn't mind the cleaning. She turned off the light, wheeled the sheets out and moved to the next room.
She didn't mind cleaning, because she knew how to do it. But she wanted to do more.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 6:29 pm
[Infirmary room 4b]
Noemi waited for the huntress to make her demands. As such, she wasn't a doctor, she couldn't do anything more then fetch things for the woman.
"A magazine would be great." The huntress set the bed up and smiled at Noemi. "You new here?"
"Yes!" Noemi came closer, looking over the huntress. She wasn't covered in blood, that was good. She didn't seem to be in pain.
"It's the painkillers, if you're wondering about the pain." The huntress moved back and pointed to where the medical gown split. Down her back was a freshly stitched gash. "Our weapons make it a little harder to kill us, but damn they can stop everything." She shifted again, "Names Bea. Short for Beatrice Johnson. Death hunter. What's your name darling?"
Noemi set her hands on the rail for the bed. "N..Noemi. I'm a mist huntress. I'm just suppose to be helping out but..."
"Ah yeah, you mist hunters are good! Gotta help out all the divisions!" Bea nodded, "But what Noemi? You don't like helping out?"
"No no! I like it! I just..." She looked over, "I'm not sure if I am good...for here? I'm not sure I'm good...anywhere."
Bea just laughed.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 6:46 pm
[Infirmary Room 2A]
"Is he sedated?" The doctor was issuing orders. So many flew over Noemi's head but..when he turned to her, she just looked up at him.
"Keep his brow cool, it was a minor seizure." he nodded to her, "Our weapons aren't perfect, it's why we have the infirmary. We're still human beings." He turned the man back on his back, checking his pupils, checking his temperature. Checking everything.
Noemi remained quiet as he spoke.
"You start out cleaning here, you show us diligence, you clean up anything and then we start asking for your help. You wanna help?" The doctor looked at her. She still didn't make a sound. "You'll have to learn from watching, but there's books. Best to find a trainee like yourself whose been helping out here too." Once he was satisfied that the man was indeed just sleeping and not slipping into something more serious, he pulled his mask down.
"That's if you're serious though. We don't need a half assed mist in here. Life shares the duties but we want something serious here." he came over To Noemi and patted her out of the room. "Think about it. You were cool headed. Calm. We need that."
Noemi nodded, looking at the man. The unspoken question already said.
"He'll be alright. Just needs to rest and medication." The doctor nodded.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 8:48 pm
[Infirmary room 4b]
She returned to the room with a couple of magazines, placing them next to Bea's bed.
"It's the returning cutie!" Bea shifted again, "And with magazines! You are the sweetest!" She laid them out around her. "Come to check up on me again?"
Noemi nodded, "And to see if you needed anything. Like water...or..or ice chips?" She nervously laced her hands together.
"Nah, I'm good Noemi." She shifted. "You trying to be a nurse or something here?"
Noemi cocked her head, pulling up a chair. "A nurse? Can you do that here?"
Bea laughed, "Yeah! Can't just have Doctors running around. You gotta have nurses to help. You been helping me right now, you trying to be a nurse?" She repeated.
A nurse? Noemi didn't know. Maybe she could be. She could help out here.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 9:14 pm
[Blood Stains]
It was the third room of the week. How many hunters came to the infirmary? She had finished washing the bed pans, and was slowly cleaning her way through the room. The bed was the worse, with all sorts of liquid remains on the bed. She wore the latex gloves, picking up what she could.
There was a stain she couldn't get out, soaked in the mattress.
She studied it.
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